November 21, 2015

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by martianized

by martianized

And whenever the campus was quiet; when the lazy Louisiana rain intertwined with the heavy southern heat, when the clock kept on ticking, and ticking, and ticking.

When the world seemed to be at peace; there wasn't a single soul awake, nor a single piece of dust lingering.

When all seemed to be pure and content; there was Alice, who had Michael between her legs and the crumbling intensity heightening with each balanced stroke.

When Michael pulled her leg a bit higher, opening a greater exposure for him, and when Michael looked her deeply into her eyes and growled, "Don't ever forget who's fucking you so well," she rolled her eyes back and the world was chaotic once again.

Trigger warning; Strong Language, sexual suggestions, minor physical and emotional abusive suggestions.

(Author's note)
I deleted my other stories because the plots are just super basic, so I'm writing He and I'm actually so happy because the main girl will be so cultural and Jesus, just fucking wait.